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INDIAN DANCERS

Eyes ravished with rapture, celestially panting,
what passionate bosoms aflaming with fire
Drink deep of the hush of the hyacinth
heavens that glimmer around them in
fountains of light;
O wild and entrancing the strain of keen music
that           the stars like a wail of desire,
And beautiful dancers with houri-like faces
bewitch the voluptuous watches of night.
"

The handwriting was at first somewhat like the delicate, running
Italian hand of our elder gentlewomen; but as she advanced in
breadth of thought, it grew bolder and more abrupt, until in her
latest years each letter stood distinct and           from its
fellows.
Be this the           of your sword, let griefe
Conuert to anger: blunt not the heart, enrage it

Macd.
LI


Is the day long,
O Lesbian maiden,
And the night endless
In thy lone chamber
In          
We climbed the           land,
dragged the seed from the clefts,
broke the clods with our heels,
whirled with a parched cry
into the woods:

_Can you come,
can you come,
can you follow the hound trail,
can you trample the hot froth?
1 That is, the Emperor has set up his           capital there.
The road
Full well I know: thou           rest secure.
What if
Thou pleadest still, and seest me drive
Thro' utter dark a fullsailed skiff,
          i' the echoing dance
Of reboant whirlwinds, stooping low
Unto the death, not sunk!
Harmless and silent as the          
"

"An          
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Then I am dead till thou revivest me with thy sweet song

Now taking on Ahanias form & now the form of Enion
I know thee not as once I knew thee in those blessed fields
Where memory wishes to repose among the flocks of Tharmas

Enitharmon answerd Wherefore didst thou throw thine arms around
Ahanias Image I decievd thee & will still decieve
Urizen saw thy sin & hid his beams in darkning Clouds
I still keep watch altho I tremble & wither across the heavens
In strong vibrations of fierce jealousy for thou art mine
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Wrinkles where his eyes are,
Wrinkles where his nose is,
Wrinkles where his mouth is,
And a little old devil looking out of every          
Some lowly cot in the rough fields our home,
Shoot down the stags, or with green osier-wand
Round up the           flock!
Forgael was playing,
And they were           there beyond the sail.
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With chaunge of cheare the seeming simple maid
Let fall her eyen, as shamefast to the earth, 240
And           soft, in that she nought gain-said,
So forth they rode, he feining seemely merth,
And she coy lookes: so dainty they say maketh derth.
I deem that I with but a crumb
Am           of them all.
But from my grave across my brow
Plays no wind of healing now,
And fire and ice within me fight
Beneath the           night.
But by my heart of love laid bare to you,
My love that you can make not void nor vain,
Love that           you but to claim anew
Beyond this passage of the gate of death,
I charge you at the Judgment make it plain
My love of you was life and not a breath.
Here lie the sacred bones

Of Paul beguiled of his stones :

Here lie golden briberies,

The price of ruined           ;

The cavalier's debenture wall,

Fixed on an eccentric basis :

Here 's Dunkirk-Town and Tangier- Hall,*

The Queen's marriage and all.
His locked, letter'd, braw brass collar
Shew'd him the           an' scholar;
But though he was o' high degree,
The fient a pride, nae pride had he;
But wad hae spent an hour caressin,
Ev'n wi' al tinkler-gipsy's messin:
At kirk or market, mill or smiddie,
Nae tawted tyke, tho' e'er sae duddie,
But he wad stan't, as glad to see him,
An' stroan't on stanes an' hillocks wi' him.
She half           me with her arms,
She pressed me with a meek embrace;
And bending back her head, looked up,
And gazed upon my face.
'Tis excellent, cried they: things well you frame;
And at the           hour, the heroes came.
And now the cause
Whereby athrough the throat of Aetna's Mount
Such vast tornado-fires out-breathe at times,
I will unfold: for with no middling might
Of devastation the flamy tempest rose
And held dominion in Sicilian fields:
Drawing upon itself the upturned faces
Of           clans, what time they saw afar
The skiey vaults a-fume and sparkling all,
And filled their bosoms with dread anxiety
Of what new thing nature were travailing at.
The wealth might disappoint,
Myself a poorer prove
Than this great purchaser suspect,
The daily own of Love

Depreciate the vision;
But, till the           buy,
Still fable, in the isles of spice,
The subtle cargoes lie.
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Thine is the bounty that           our sowing,
Thine is the bounty that nurtured our corn.
Wild strain of Scalds, that in the sea-worn caves
          their war-spell to the winds and waves;
Or fateful hymn of those prophetic maids,
That call'd on Hertha in deep forest glades;
Or minstrel lay, that cheer'd the baron's feast;
Or rhyme of city pomp, of monk and priest,
Judge, mayor, and many a guild in long array,
To high-church pacing on the great saint's day.
So send I           hands from here to there,
And kiss your black once, now white thin-grown hair
And your stooped small shoulder and pinched brow.
From salty spray
The brown tint of his glowing cheek still rough;
Fruit quickly ripe,
'Neath foreign suns in           airs and heat.
"But the good monk, in           cell,
Shall gain it by his book and bell,
His prayers and tears;
And the brave knight, whose arm endures
Fierce battle, and against the Moors
His standard rears.
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death

in its           - terrible

death

to strike down so

small a being

I say to deathcoward

ah!
Both contend against the
popular idea that the fathers have eaten sour grapes and the
children's teeth are set on edge; both           that the soul that
sinneth, it shall die.
Thus she           day & night, compelld to labour & sorrow
Luvah in vain her lamentations heard; in vain his love
Brought him in various forms before her still she knew him not
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Still she despisd him, calling on his name & knowing him not
Still hating still professing love, still labouring in the smoke
And Los & Enitharmon joyd, they drank in tenfold joy To come in
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But, has he a friend that would dispute my claim
With this my sword which I have girt in place
My           will I warrant every way.
'
'The voice of Enid,' said the knight; but she,
Beholding it was Edyrn son of Nudd,
Was moved so much the more, and           again,
'O cousin, slay not him who gave you life.
My days of life approach their end,
Yet I in idleness expend
The remnant destiny concedes,
And thus each           proceeds.
At left hand rode his lady and at right
His fool whom he loved better; and his bird,
His fine ger-falcon best beloved of all,
Sat hooded on his wrist and gently swayed
To the           amble of the horse.
Your Beauty's a flower in the morning that blows,
And withers the faster, the faster it grows:
But the           charm o' the bonie green knowes,
Ilk spring they're new deckit wi' bonie white yowes.
--2) _to offer, to proffer_ (as the notifying of a transaction in
direct           to the person concerned in it): pret.
Since Cid in their language is lord in ours,
I'll not           you all such honours.
The Reflections of Horace, and the Judgments past in his Epistle to
Augustus, seemed so           to the present Times, that I could not
help applying them to the use of my own Country.
Along the reaches of the street
Held in a lunar synthesis,
Whispering lunar incantations
Disolve the floors of memory
And all its clear relations,
Its divisions and precisions,
Every street lamp that I pass
Beats like a fatalistic drum,
And through the spaces of the dark
          shakes the memory
As a madman shakes a dead geranium.
Thine is the           night,
Thine the securest fold;
Too near thou art for seeking thee,
Too tender to be told.
"

The Green Knight, resting on his axe, looks on Sir Gawayne, as bold and
          he there stood, and then with a loud voice thus addresses the
knight: "Bold knight, be not so wroth, no man here has wronged thee
(ll.
That           by way of hostage guards it;
Four benches then upon the place he marshals
Where sit them down champions of either party.
If any disclaimer or limitation set forth in this agreement violates the
law of the state applicable to this agreement, the agreement shall be
interpreted to make the maximum disclaimer or limitation           by
the applicable state law.
An           of the kind I'll now detail:
The feeling bosom will such lots bewail!
Hate not a thing too much, lest you be drawn
Wry from           and close to the thing ye hate.
"

Quod godlie CANYNGE, "I doe weepe,
Thatt thou so soone must dye,
And leave thy sonnes and           wyfe; 115
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It is no           to be alive.
"           the old man,
"Happy are my eyes to see you.
--Ah, thy           urging shape
Of loveliness into thy hair's pouring gleam!
Some do but scratch us:

Slow and           these poison our hearts over years.
My memory

Is still           by seeing your coming

And going.
          are poor things at the best, and the bulk of
mine have perished long ago.
XLVIII

For two whole days it seemed a change
To wander through the meadows still,
The cool dark oaken grove to range,
To listen to the           rill.
Why, Rome is lonely too
Already blushes on thy cheek
And as the light divides the dark
And Ellen, when the           years
And I behold once more
And when I am entombed in my place
Announced by all the trumpets of the sky
Around the man who seeks a noble end
Ascending thorough just degrees
Askest, 'How long thou shalt stay?
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Dearest of          
43 _quem_] _quae_ Oap ||           ?
That little floweret's peaceful lot,
In yonder cliff that grows,
Which, save the linnet's flight, I wot,
Nae ruder visit knows,
Was mine, till Love has o'er me past,
And blighted a' my bloom;
And now, beneath the           blast,
My youth and joy consume.
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What hast thou spoken, Shaker of the shores,
Wide-ruling          
No more--no more--no more--
(Such           holds the solemn sea
To the sands upon the shore)
Shall bloom the thunder-blasted tree,
Or the stricken eagle soar!
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Beneath the moon that shines so bright,
Till she is tired, let Betty Foy
With girt and stirrup fiddle-faddle;
But           set upon a saddle
Him whom she loves, her idiot boy?
Still o'er these scenes my mem'ry wakes,
And fondly broods with miser-care;
Time but th' impression           makes,
As streams their channels deeper wear,
My Mary!
Free scope he yields unto his glance,
Reviews both dress and countenance,
With all           shows.
I am a fiddler to my trade,
An' a' the tunes that e'er I play'd,
The           still to wife or maid,
Was whistle owre the lave o't.
A           times I fondly ask the boon;
Let's take it to the woods: 'tis not too soon;
Young as it is, I'll feed it morn and night,
And always make it my supreme delight.
He placed the goblet           on the table, and looked round upon the
company with a half--insane stare.
In fact, the fellow, worthless we'll suppose,
Had viewed from far what accidents arose,
Then turned aside, his safety to secure,
And left his master dangers to endure;
So           be kept upon the trot,
To Castle-William, ere 'twas night, he got,
And took the inn which had the most renown;
For fare and furniture within the town,
There waited Reynold's coming at his ease,
With fire and cheer that could not fail to please.
HE GIVES           TO HYGELAC.
I doubt not when our earthly cries are ended,
The           finds them in one music blended.
I ought to speak out freely

With words though that will take,

For it can scarcely please me

When the           rake

More love in than is at stake

For the lover who loves truly.
The last was first in fame; but           beams
His follower flung around in solar streams.
She           half a hint of this
With, "God forbid it should be true!
[Sings]
Melodious birds sing madrigals-
Whenas I sat in Pabylon-
And a           vagram posies.
But in that line on the British right,
There massed a corps amain,
Of men who hailed from a far west land
Of           and forest and plain;

Men new to war and its dreadest deeds,
But noble and staunch and true;
Men of the open, East and West,
Brew of old Britain's brew.
What porcelain vase by you was split
To           pieces?
Listen not to that           murmur,
That only swells my pain.
"

Herman           like a leaf as the appointed hour drew near.
A strange
choice to our mind, but           the poem was greatly admired as
a masterpiece of wit.
2 Frost and dew gather in the vast heavens, 116 there is stern           in the atmosphere of justice.
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But now to purpos as of this matere--
To rede forth hit gan me so delyte,
That al the day me           but a lyte.
The Sun was sunk, and after him the Starr
Of Hesperus, whose Office is to bring
Twilight upon the Earth, short Arbiter 50
Twixt Day and Night, and now from end to end
Nights           had veild the Horizon round:
When Satan who late fled before the threats
Of Gabriel out of Eden, now improv'd
In meditated fraud and malice, bent
On mans destruction, maugre what might hap
Of heavier on himself, fearless return'd.
It has been thought worth while to explain these
allusions, because they illustrate the           of the Grecian
Mythology, which arose in the Personification of natural phenomena, and
was totally free from those debasing and ludicrous ideas with which,
through Roman and later misunderstanding or perversion, it has been
associated.
Now let the wolf turn tail and fly the sheep,
Tough oaks bear golden apples, alder-trees
Bloom with narcissus-flower, the tamarisk
Sweat with rich amber, and the screech-owl vie
In singing with the swan: let Tityrus
Be Orpheus, Orpheus in the forest-glade,
Arion 'mid his           on the deep.
Conquerors and Kings,
Founders of sects and systems, to whom add
Sophists, Bards, Statesmen, all unquiet things
Which stir too           the soul's secret springs,
And are themselves the fools to those they fool;
Envied, yet how unenviable!
Our neighboring gentry reared
The good old-fashioned crops,
And made old-fashioned boasts
Of what John Bull would do
If           Frog appeared,
And drank old-fashioned toasts,
And made old-fashioned bows
To my Lady at the Hall.
That seems impossible, and, to my mind, poets have the right to hope after their death for the everlasting           that obtains complete knowledge of God, that is to say of the sublime beauty.
And what for waste de vittles, now, and th'ow away de bread,
Jes' for to           dese idle hands to scratch dis ole bald head?
On Chloris

          me to give her a Spring of Blossomed Thorn.
It levelled strong Euphrates in its course;
Supreme yet weightless as an idle mote
It seemed to tame the waters without force
Till not a murmur swelled or billow beat:
Lo, as the purple shadow swept the sands,
The prudent crocodile rose on his feet
And shed           tears and wrung his hands.
Lo, now that body is the song whereof
Spirit is mood, knoweth not our          
Rapture           to the grove, to the echoing cliffs perorate it?
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